AND: Well, it looks like minrowan is the winner. I'll be sending you a special story in about three to four days. Hope you enjoy. MintIceCream, you figured out where I got the scene from. No fair. I had to baby sit my cousins and was typing up last chapter when I was the Eris scene and I was told I got the biggest grin on my face. The scene I wrote sucked, big time. Please REVIEW. I live off of them.

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The Dark One

The figure known to them as the Avatar descended to the ground. Eva felt a chill go down her spine. Something was terribly wrong. The balance was way out of wack and her ancestors were screaming from the spirit realm. Her knees buckled as the Avatar turned his eyes toward her.

"Spring," Eva whispered hoarsely, "get every available fighter out there now. That is a threat." She had pointed to the Avatar, whose eyes widened slightly before a wind began to circle his body. Eva choked.

Spring had run like the wind, ordering soldiers left and right to bear arms against what the Queen had considered a threat. The members of the two visiting races stared at the scene in shock. They couldn't believe their ears. The Elysian queen had just ordered her people to attack the Avatar. It was sheer lunacy.

Aikka grabbed her shoulder and pulled her up gently. "What are you thinking? That's the Avatar."

Eva looked into his eyes and he gasped. Her eyes were dilated and looked to be in a panic. Her breathing was labored, as if she had run five miles without stopping. Her body was shaking and a light sheen of sweat had appeared.

"They are screaming, calling for his blood," Eva whispered. "The balance shifts at his feet. He is of the dark. No, he IS the dark."

"What?" Toros all but yelled. The little princess looked up at her guardian and bit back a laugh.

"The Dark One, the one who I have been giving prophecies about for the past 3 years," Cylan whispered. Toros and Aikka both looked at the young girl.

OOO000OOO

The soldiers were scrambling to the palace courtyard where the enemy had appeared. Armor glinted off of hastily put up torches. Bloodless steel and fletched arrows were at the ready. In the center of the courtyard, the Avatar floated. Spring gazed up at him and glared. There was something about him that was making her very nervous.

OOO000OOO

"Destiny," a silver haired woman called from a grey abyss. In front of her was a large black and white chess board. Some pieces lay broken and over to the side. Four pieces, three white and one black, caught the attention of any who looked at it. A young woman with long hair and a cuspis in her hands took the place of the Queen. A young Naurasian with bow drawn stood by her side. The King always stayed close to his Queen. A Knight of the Crog race stood ready for battle. The single black piece that glowed with malice, a black King, was in the shape of the Dark One, the Avatar.

A golden haired woman appeared beside the silver woman.

"Yes, sister," the golden haired deity known as destiny said.

Fate gave her sister a sad smile. "It is time. It is coming full circle."

Destiny smiled sadly. What would the Silver Wings have to sacrifice for the price of peace?